In the office today
Flowers start to bloom
You're so happy
A pay rise soon.
Bad weather comes
The frost takes a bite
The flowers all die
Lost your job overnight.
The Job Centre's flowers
Have all been picked
You're left with the petals
And the dead stick.
Out of work
You're full of sorrow
You're on the dole
But there'll be flowers tomorrow.
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Author:
Bibbeck (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A juxtaposition of an everyday life situation with nature.
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments5
Good juxtaposition, reminded me of Henry Reeds poem "Naming of Parts.
Very good write Bibbeck.
Thank-you. I'll look that one up.
Always tomorrow. Well said.
Well written and expressed Great write
Veey good. Loved the structure and some lovely sounding phrases and great ideas
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